Let me think about it. I'll be passing by here more frequently for a while. You keep this one around, and I'll keep looking at it." I smiled and gave ...a wave as I turned and kept walking. Darren went back inside the Cycle Shop.On the way back to work, I hummed some country song to myself. I used to love music and listen all the time; I liked to sing along to some of the songs I knew, particularly if I knew no one was listening. I could even strum a few chords on a guitar. Since Karen died, my. My wife has a tendency to drink too much, always has and would pass out.I would use that to my advantage and get the best payback ever.My plan was to not ever fuck her again, instead I would get her drunk and use a dildo on her making her think she got fucked. Moreover, I planned to get as many guys to fuck her while she was drunk as I could possibly find.During my stepped up husband act she started telling me she wanted to have a baby and stopped taking her birth control pills. She may have. She smiled wide, making his heart skip a beat as she dropped the leaf and stood up. Sounds good! How about seven? I get out of band practice at six thirty so I can meet you&hellip,? Is your house ok? My family is a bit crazed. He flashed a smile at the question, praying for her to say yes. He refused to take people back to his house. She returned the smile and did a little hop-skip in place. Yeah, that will work! Here is my address&hellip, do you have your phone? He passed it to her and she. He smiled. “I’ll lend you Terry when he’s not out on a detail.”“Do you know what tuition costs?” she asked as they got back to the office.“Twelve hundred plus.”“Sheesh! I never thought it would cost that much. I can’t ask the firm to pay that for me to use my licence once or twice a year.”Greg smiled at her. “I reckon you’re right but I’ll still lend you Terry which will give you a better idea of what your drivers do.”She touched his arm. “Thanks, Greg.”He smiled down at her. “Terry’ll enjoy it.